Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

"If I see you in Kwun Tong again, it won't be as simple as just giving you a bottle!"

After saying that, the plane stood up and walked out of the dining room with a cold face.

Only after the plane had left did enthusiastic diners dare to come forward.

"Sir, are you alright? Should we take you to the hospital?"

"It's nothing, thank you so much!"

Nan Lougui struggled to sit up and waved his hand to refuse the diner's offer.

Inside the restaurant, some still-shaken waiters gathered around.

"Hey friend, how about I call 999 for you instead?"

"No need! No need to fight!"

"But you're bleeding a lot! Hey, you don't need to worry about him. This bastard is causing trouble in our restaurant, we're obligated to report him!"

The waiter was about to go to the bar to fiddle with the landline when Nan Lougui quickly stopped him.

When the waiter turned around in surprise, a five-hundred-dollar bill for "Hunchback Boy" had already been stuffed into his hand.

Despite his discomfort, Nan Lougui spoke.

"Boss, don't trouble yourself. Consider this five hundred as compensation for your shock. Don't report it to the authorities, please!"

"Damn! Did someone beat you senseless?"

"No...no, I'm in the wrong, I stole his wife."

I'm sorry to trouble you...

Nan Lougui clasped his hands together, making a pleading gesture to the shop assistant, then covered his head and walked out of the shop shakily.

Clutching the blood-stained five hundred-dollar bill in his hand, the waiter watched Nan Lougui leave.

Only after Nan Lougui had walked far away did he finally spit on the ground.

"Damn it! He stole someone else's wife, he deserves to be beaten to death!"

……

Inside an old-style tenement building in Kwong Tin Estate.

Nan Lougui had no idea how he got back.

After knocking on a door on the second floor, Nan Lougui, having exhausted all his strength, immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it! Ah Gui, what happened?"

"Quick! Go and get a needle and sew him up!"

The two companions, who were guarding inside the house, were shocked to see Nan Lougui in such a miserable state. They immediately dragged Nan Lougui into the inner room in a flurry of activity.

These thugs were also seasoned veterans of the underworld. They dragged Nan Lougui into the house, and the two of them methodically opened the medical kit. One of them took out iodine and skillfully rinsed away the dried bloodstains on Nan Lougui's wound, while the other had prepared a suture hook and thread, ready to stitch up the wound.

The steel hook pierced his flesh, and Nan Lougui, who was nearly unconscious from the pain, immediately jolted awake and let out a scream.

The man who cleaned Nan Lougui's wound immediately glared at the man who was stitching up the wound.

"You're crazy! Giving him a tube of powder, you're going to hurt him to death!"

"oh oh!"

Ma Jiaozai, who was stitching up, took out a small bag of powder from his medical kit, opened the cigarette box, and spread the powder evenly on the tin foil.

The lit lighter, heated under tin foil, was then brought to Nan Lougui's nostrils.

"hiss--"

The act of chasing the dragon was almost ingrained in his bones. Nan Lougui's eyes suddenly became empty, as if he were in a daze.

……

It's unclear how much time passed before Nan Lougui finally recovered.

He felt dizzy and was already lying in bed.

Two companions were sitting on the edge of the bed smoking. When they saw that he was awake, one of them, a man with a thick beard, immediately asked him something.

"Did you mess it up?"

"Damn it. After dealing with airplanes for so many years, I still don't know what's going on in his head..."

Nan Lougui gave a wry smile, and then spoke.

"Brother Biao dismantled two batches of goods, one of which was hidden on a boat over Lei Yue Mun. Now, neither Antou Kun nor the plane can handle it, and I don't know what to do!"

Both companions also fell into deep thought.

After a while, the man with the thick beard spoke.

"Xiao Fu is still detained at the police station, and he is relying entirely on Wang Bao's lawyers to help him."

Wang Bao has given us an ultimatum today: if we don't get the goods within a day, he'll abandon Xiao Fu!

Another tall, thin man echoed his sentiment.

"If Xiao Fu stays at the police station, the officers will find out about him sooner or later!"

"We'll all be implicated then, so we might as well run away now!"

"Damn it, how could you say such a disloyal thing!"

The tall, thin man spread his hands: "What can we do? Wo Luen Shing won't tolerate us, and we can't go back to Macau!"

"It's better to let Xiao Fu take the blame alone than for everyone to spend their lives in jail together!"

The bearded man rolled his eyes at him.

"Where are you planning to go? Do you have any money on you?"

Damn it, even if we run away to Taiwan, a ferry ticket costs six thousand six!

We three don't even have 20,000 yuan between us. Are we going to run away and beg for food?!

"How dare you talk to me like that? It's all your fault, always going to Tsim Sha Tsui to have fun!"

If you had visited Du Laozhi less often, would we be in such a sorry state now?

He only picks the prettiest girls, and he wouldn't even open a 3,000 yuan XO cigarette! He even expects to tip the guy who hands him a tissue after he leaves the private room to use the restroom, saying he'll give him 200 yuan!

"Damn it! I paid for it, and you didn't even go!"

"Can you guys... please stop arguing?!"

Nan Lougui spoke weakly, interrupting his two companions' argument.

He struggled to sit up in bed and then spoke.

"We have no choice but to rely on Wang Bao. Even if we have to run away, we have to get the money first!"

Since we can't get on the ship at the dock, we'll just... let Wang Bao send someone to get it himself!

"At worst, we'll just get a tip. Wang Bao's short on supplies; he won't refuse."

The two companions were stunned upon hearing this.

After a while, the man with the bushy beard spoke up.

"You need to think this through. Wang Bao and his gang are inhuman!"

If we tip him off, he'll definitely send people to rob the ship, and if that results in deaths, Wo Shing will probably not let us off the hook..."

"We're practically at our wits' end, who cares about whether it's with the Lian Sheng or not!"

Nan Lougui spoke excitedly, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

He then leaned against the headboard and said softly.

"In short, time is running out. Whether you go to Stanley Prison or take a gamble, it's up to you to decide."

Also, I'm so thirsty right now, please go get me some water and stop bothering me!

……

Time quickly passed to the next day.

The Yat Tung Hotel on Nathan Road was unusually lively today.

Vehicles were constantly driving into the hotel's underground parking lot, and people from the Luen Shing Ninth District were arriving one after another.

The banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel was already packed with people. Chuan Bao was especially cheerful today, wearing a rare beige suit, and personally received a group of important guests from Wo Luen Shing at the table.

Lin Xiaoru had not yet arrived; Taibao and Antoukun were in charge of the reception at the entrance.

The plane, accompanied by a group of thugs, was sitting in the banquet hall, silently smoking.

With ten minutes left until the lunch banquet, after Lin Xiaoru's Mercedes-Benz drove into the underground parking lot, several Toyota cars also drove up to the parking meter across the street from the Eaton Hotel.

Inside the Toyota leading the way, O-Division Inspector Ho Chi-yung rolled down the window, surveyed the scene outside the restaurant, and then took out a walkie-talkie to start tuning.

The young subordinate driving the car turned around and handed He Zhiyong a cigarette.

"Officer Ho, which gangster has risen to power today?"

"Wo Luen Shing, Lam Siu-yu!"

"Why haven't I heard of this name before?"

"You heard it now, didn't you? He registered at the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau immediately. You need to find out more about it."

He Zhiyong lit the cigarette offered by his subordinate, took a deep breath, and began to give the young man his first lesson from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.

"You came to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau late, so you don't know that these gangsters are like chives in the field, they grow back after you cut them down."

Today we're having a wedding banquet, and maybe tomorrow we'll have to invite Namo Lao to perform a Buddhist ceremony!

"Keep a close eye on them. If they eat peacefully, we'll call it a day. If they try to cause trouble, we'll go in and arrest them!"

As they were talking, He Zhiyong had already spotted a BMW parked in front of the hotel.

A gaunt figure jumped off the car, his face wrapped in two bandages.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the old ghost in green.